Draco Malfoy left England several years ago.
Harry didn't think about him or that last night for years, either.
Until he sees him in London. And then again and again.
He swears he isn't going to fall into their old routine. No matter how much he wants to.
Harry and Ron are aurors assinged to handle a murder investigation of a famous quidditch player found in the Knockturn Alley. The evidence is lacking and the only suspect is Draco Malfoy, who seems to be as big of a prat as ever.
Something sinister is happening. Or maybe just an illicit love affair.
‘So you’re running?’ he asked with scorn.
I didn’t care, because he was right.
I was running, as far as I could.
I wished he would run away with me.
But I would never ask.
And he would never flee.
‘Yes,’ I agreed.
‘Where are you going?’ He gripped my shoulders.
‘I don’t know yet.’ Somewhere far from here where no one knows me.
There was only silence and a sound of our breathing.
‘Draco, I…’ I kissed him and then I was pulling him after me.
- Part 22 of Memories of Draco Malfoy
I grappled with his clothes, wanting to get it off.
He pulled harder.
His thigh was between my legs. I moved, desperate.
He pushed down my trousers, turned us around, put his hand between my shoulder blades and pressed there.
My face felt hot against the desk and my back cold as my shirt was rucked up under my arms.
His fingers stroked down.
‘No,’ I caught his wrist. I didn't want gentle.
- Part 21 of Memories of Draco Malfoy
Standing in the open doorway, he stared at me.
I stared back at him.
I wanted him to run back to me.
I wanted to hit him right in his fucking face.
I wanted to take him to my bed.
I wanted to forget that he came and spoke at all.
- Part 20 of Memories of Draco Malfoy
Prince Alexander Lightwood felt trapped in his very privileged life. He was being pushed to chose a suitable girl to join him at his side for when he would inherit the throne. The problem was, he wasn't interested in any women and the only other person who knew the reason why was his sister Isabelle.
At the bride finding ball, Alexander had begun to despair of meeting anyone but then he was introduced to Miss Lydia Branwell and things changed in an instant. But it wasn't the pretty young woman that had caught his eye, it was her escort. A fiercely handsome young man whom he came to find out was named Magnus.
An almost instant attraction between them was only the start of something that threatened to shake both their worlds. Was love enough to be able to let them stay together or would Alec's noble birth force them apart?
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17 Dec 2017